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The room was dark, and it took a while for Mu Wan to completely adapt to this dark environment. With a little light shining in from the outside, he watched Mr. Long staring at the two white spirit eggs seriously and carefully collected A bit of sharp claws turned into a human palm, and I touched the two eggs gently.

"Dabao." His voice was immature, and his voice was a little bit hoarse, and he gently called the name of one of the larger spirit eggs. He heard Muwanwan almost not knowing the spirit eggs anymore.

She was a bit embarrassed and couldn't help but quietly walked to Mr. Long's side, confirming that he touched the spirit egg several times-

White, half of the slap big, placed on the table, carefully wrapped in eggs wrapped in cloth.

"Xiaobao." Mr. Long read the name of another spirit egg again, and touched its rounded head as usual, the Muwanwan looked a little silly.

Mr. Xiaolong was obviously in a better mood after calling their names. Obsidian-like eyes had a smile on his lips. The corners of his lips were slightly raised. He carefully put his hands back and touched his long wet hair, the wrinkles of disgust. Frowning, he walked to the door and took off his dirty cloak, shaking it and hanging it on a wooden shelf beside the door.

Mu Wanwan noticed that behind the broken wooden door, there were still several wooden shelves. After seeing Mr. Xiaolong's turtle hair, he hung the cloak and took a small comb that I didn't know what to use. .

He didn't have a veil or a towel, but it was like a decent little dragon that packed himself up.

It was about a little cold, his wet ears shaking all the time, and it was better to scratch it several times.

Mu Wanwan's eyes were a little sour. She looked across the room before it was dark.

Dark, the inside looks as simple as the outside.

But there are doors, beds and tables.

The tattered wooden door, the bed is very big, just know at a glance that it was picked up from the garbage dump, missing a corner, cushioned with stones, covered with half a mattress and half bed quilt, looks Someone seemed to be torn apart by violence.

But he handled it well, the corners were carefully sewn, and there was a clean little pillow beside the bed.

The table should be made by yourself, crooked, but very strong. There are two neatly stacked clothes and his two eggs on it, which is unexpectedly very suitable for this'home'.

Well, it's home.

Mr. Xiaolong's home.

Mu Wanwan watched him slowly and deliberately pack himself up, as if he didn't care about the wounds on his feet, and walked to the table and took out a piece of bun hidden in his pocket.

The steamed buns look very bad. They are a bit green on the top. It seems to be moldy, but they are large and have no tooth marks. They should not have been bitten.

Mu Wanwan watched him carefully tear off the green skin on it, swallowing a bit hard, then...

Half of them broke down and placed next to the two eggs, "Daddy brought you back."

He said that he wanted to eat, but after thinking about it, he put down the small half of the bun in his hand and glanced at the two eggs again. I don't know if I could explain it again, "I ate yesterday and I'm not hungry. "

Nonsense, she all heard his stomach growling.

One by one, it was very loud.

Mu Wanwan couldn't stand it anymore. Even if it was a dream, she wanted to wake up quickly.

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